It’s official–spring has bounced into the region.
Not hearts and flowers spring. Not yet. More like crazy, head-case mud and moss spring. You know, Early spring. Brown mud, brown grass, brown leaves. Patches of dirty snow hanging on for dear life until rain converts it back into liquid form.
But we’re loving it, savoring the re-emerging hills of brown, covered with trees bare of anything but bark. We hike each trail, reacquainting ourselves with its curves, the sounds of the creek by its side, the smell of the air–raw or soft but filled with the scent of life, awake and getting ready to go to work.
Come watch Nature preparing for its closeup: join us for a hike.